Not a Politician
Let’s put it this way: if my life depended on talking to strangers for extended periods of time, I’d do it. but only if my life depended on it.
As I’ve noticed recently when I’ve gone out to the bars, I’m not a great conversationalist with strangers. I’m just not. My eloquent speech turns into monosyllabalic grunts of affirmatives or negatives. And you know what? I hope that the strangers are just as uncomfortable as I am.
I’m not a big fan of social events where I don’t know at least a couple of people. I don’t like walking up to people I’ve never met before and saying hello. Even if the person I’m with knows them and introduces me. I just do not like it, and it makes me uncomfortable.
It may be the atmosphere. I am not a fan of talking to strangers in bars. I may feel this way because in a social setting like that, I don’t want to be bothered. I paid my money in a bar to hang out with my friends, and talk. Why would I bother someone else? It’s just rude.
This leads to my next point: I will never be able to get a close friend from a bar. Case in point: Last evening, my friend and I were walking around at the end of the evening to see if we knew anyone in the separate bars. He walked up and started talking to two very attractive ladies. He knew them both. I, like the considerate person I am, stood back and waited for him to make introductions. It took him about 5 minutes. He’s not the most dependable person for introductions.
Anyway, in that 5 minutes, roughly 4 or 5 guys showed up and interrupted the conversation he was having to ask the girls some inane question, pertaining to if they wanted another drink or how they were doing.
wtf? Seriously, WTF!? How much does your libido rule your life if you’re going to be a rude S.O.B. just to talk to a girl? A girl, who I may point out, doesn’t know you from adam?
So to wrap up this drawn out monologue, I’ll never be able to be a politician. I am just not comfortable talking to strangers who may or may not want to be talked to. I also cannot bring myself to be outright rude and interrupting just to broadcast the fact that I’m an idiot who thinks with my penis.
Maybe I should just be a monk and be done with it.